Kassidy smiled, happy that she would get to spend more time with her old friends for at least a little while longer. It was better than going back home. Anything was better than that.

Kassidy knew that story just fine. The story of how her mother’s dad was ripped away from her by a twister when she was only a little girl. She headed outside to get some air, all of a sudden feeling very suffocated.

Kassidy could never put into words what happened after that. She was right in the very center of a huge tornado. She could see the blue sky at the very top and it was by far the most exhilarating moment of her life.

(to Jo) You’re still in love with him, aren’t you? Not that I blame you. I just hope this isn’t some desperate attempt to keep him in your life.

Look, to be honest, I don’t think Kassidy was ever ready for someone to replace her mother. But I guess I was just so smitten with you that I didn’t think about it. Well, now it’s time to start thinking about her. I don’t want you to lose your daughter, and I certainly don’t want to be the one to come between you two.

17-year-old girl; storm-lover; headstrong and stubborn; angry with both her parents, but mostly her dad

(to Melissa) Please don’t talk to my mother like that. (M: I thought you didn’t even like her.) No, I’m angry with her. There’s a difference. And no matter what, she’s still my mom, and you’re about to replace her, so just show her a little decency, please.

(releasing several years of pent-up frustration) Dad, do you hear what they’re saying in there? They’re calling you ‘The Extreme’ and talking about all these crazy things you did! Did it ever occur to you that maybe I wanted a piece of that? I’ve loved storms ever since I can remember. I mean, I’m a Harding. It’s in my blood.

Listen, Jonas. Get your head out of your butt and go back to being the burger mascot at Brad’s Burgers.